The Fight for Constantinople: A Story of the Gallipoli Peninsula — John Shaqi
The Fight for Constantinople: A Story of the Gallipoli PeninsulaWesterman, Percy F. (Percy Francis)
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The Fight for Constantinople: A Story of the Gallipoli Peninsula
Westerman, Percy F. (Percy Francis)
Adventure stories; Great Britain. Royal Navy -- Juvenile fiction; World War, 1914-1918 -- Juvenile fiction
"Yes," admitted Sefton; "in the early nineteenth century, with a fleet
of wooden walls. Duckworth did a grand thing then. In '78, when
Hornby went through, the case was different. The Turks didn't open
fire. Perhaps they funked it, and that's what makes me think they'll
hesitate at the last moment."
Even as the midshipman spoke there came a peculiar screech that sounded
almost above the armoured roof of the casemate.
The two young officers exchanged glances.
It was the first shell from the battery of Sedd-ul-Bahr.
CHAPTER III
The Demolition Party
A double crash announced that the leading battleship of the British
squadron had opened fire with her foremost 12-inch guns. In two
minutes the action had become general, the whole of the British and
French pre-Dreadnoughts engaging with their principal armament, for as
yet the range was too great for the 6-inch guns and smaller weapons to
be trained upon the distant defences.
Ahead, the mine-sweepers, "straddled" by the hail of projectiles from
Sedd-ul-Bahr and Kum Kale, as well as from mobile batteries cunningly
concealed in difficult ground, proceeded with slow and grim
determination. All across them the sea was churned by the ricochetting
shells, while ever and anon a terrific waterspout accompanied by a dull
roar showed that they were making good work in clearing away the
hostile mines.
The Turks, in spite of the huge 12-inch projectiles that hailed
incessantly upon the forts, stood to their guns with fanatical bravery.
Tons of brickwork and masonry would be hurled high in the air, after
taking with them the mangled remains of the Ottoman gunners and
up-ending the Turkish weapon as easily as if it were a mere drain-pipe.
Yet a few minutes later the defenders would bring up a field-piece and
blaze away across the ruins at the nearest of the British mine-sweepers.
"Port 6-inch battery to fire," came the order.
Almost simultaneously the six secondary armament guns added their quota
of death and destruction to the slower crash of the heavier weapons in
the barbettes.
The _Hammerer_ and her consorts were rapidly closing the shore, taking
advantage of the already seriously damaged forts.
It was by no means a one-sided engagement. Shells from the Turkish
defences were ricochetting all around the British warships or expending
themselves harmlessly against the armoured plating. Other projectiles
tore through the unprotected sides and upper works. Well it was that
orders had been given out not to man the 12-pounder quick-firers on the
upper deck. Had these weapons been used the casualties here must have
been very heavy, for the light battery resembled a scrap-iron store.
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